Central Park

...not to be confused with the hangout spot of the "Friends", this is the park only a few blocks from our house. I brought Ryan over in the stroller today and while Nika chilled out in the shade (3 blocks is too long for a wussy black dog to be out in the hot sun), we played on the swings and merry-go-round. Here's some fun photos from the park!

Look mom, no pants!

There's a hint of shorts here, but somehow your eye is immediately drawn to the the intersection of his calves and feet, known in some circle as "ankles", but the term hardly captures what we have going on here.

Hats are for babies.

Babies like me who have blond hair and don't want to scald their scalp!

 Here's to hoping Ryan doesn't inherit his mom's motion sickness!

All signs point to: "Give it a whirl!"